Raincoat of Love

Writing what I live and see

At the gas station, I pulled off to the right, stopped the car, and prepared to give away my raincoat after taking it off. After all, the goal of the outing included searching for a weary person caught in the rain since I also had ponchos in the back of my SUV. Shortly after, a young woman with long hair blowing in her face casually walked by my car, catching my attention as she cross...

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